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In The Air

Penulis: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-09 17:32:24

Michael’s POV

The hum of the private jet’s engines filled the cabin as I stepped into the aisle behind Emilio, keeping my gaze fixed ahead—until I saw him.

Fernando.

His body was strapped down like he was already dead.

His skin, usually warm and full of fire, was pale.

It was like someone had drained the life from him, and now we were carrying around the empty shell.

I didn’t even try to swallow the lump in my throat. It was permanent now.

We had paid good money—stupid money—to make sure no one asked questions about Fernando.

As long as the money was available, nobody cared.

I scanned the seats, brows furrowing. Row seventeen.

My spot was way in the back, far from where Marlo, Anabelle, Mortis, and Emilio had already gathered near Fernando’s medical area.

It felt deliberate—like being shoved into a corner and told to stay there.

I clenched my jaw and marched up to Marlo’s seat.

“Hey,” I said, coldly. “What’s this about? Why the hell am I back there?”

Marlo didn’t even look surprise
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